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Dec 2018
Tonight
The airwaves signal your voice across the skyline,
Transport your words by paper planes with origami wings;
Up High;
And, it’s like you’re still alive, it’s like you haven’t left…
At peace is the frequency that radiates throughout
Your soul now at ease, feel the breeze so real
It Seems;
Tonight, it’s like you’re still alive...
Jen
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Jen  40/F/A Dream
(40/F/A Dream)   
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